Tianyuan City.

Inside the cave.

Fang Xing took out a elixir of elixir with expressionless expression and threw it into the Wanhua Cauldron.

Breakthrough of the Mahayana period is a natural barrier for any monk, no less than a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

Besides, if you are in poor condition after the breakthrough, you still need some pills to restore your state.

There was still some remaining elixir in his hand, so he was preparing to refine several elixirs that were rumored to restore magic power and damage to Mahayana monks.

Even if you can't use it, it's definitely correct to prepare in advance.

To put it bluntly, Fang Xing’s cultivation of the immortal cultivator was promoted with elixirs!

Therefore, he is very familiar with alchemy techniques and is now definitely a rare master in the world of immortal cultivation.

Even if you refine Mahayana-level elixirs, you will be confident.

Fang Xing constantly controlled the fire, and the Wanhua Spiritual Flames in the cauldron were like an arm using fingers, and were free to retract and release.

When the room was full of elixir fragrance, he made several elixir-collection techniques, and suddenly his expression changed: "Huh?"

I saw that the Wanhua Cauldron, which was originally like a dead object, actually roared!

An unusual vibration appeared, causing several pills that had already formed in the elixir furnace to be scrapped directly!

Fang Xing couldn't control those pills at this time. He shot out a magic trick, narrowing the Wanhua Cauldron and holding it in his hand: "Old guy... what have you... sensed?"

Over the years, he has roughly refined the Wanhua Cauldron. At this time, through the cauldron body, he can faintly sense the call from a certain direction.

"Is this... Dingling?"

Fang Xing couldn't help but look deeper.

The Wanhua Ding is incomplete, only the Ding Spirit is missing. He guessed that he was brought into the upper realm at that time.

But I thought it was the Demon Realm, the Demon Realm... I didn't expect it to be in the Spirit Realm!

"wrong!"

"Now the three realms meet, are there demons, demons... carrying the Ding Ling into the spiritual world in advance?"

Fang Xing held the Wanhua Ding and silently sensed it again. A hint of coldness appeared on his face: "It's so courageous to move towards me..."

The instinct of the rare treasures in the fairy palace is longing for completeness!

Therefore, not only can the body of the tripod be sensed, but the spirit of the tripod can also sense the body of the tripod be sensed!

...

"That direction is... Tianyuan City?"

Tian Ge looked at the 'Demon Spirit Cauldron' in his hand, and a hint of astonishment appeared on his face: "This treasure is said to come from the lower realm... Now it seems that some of them have been brought to the upper realm? Haha... This is really a treasure. If there is a complete treasure in the Immortal Palace in hand, it is not better than the combination of the Blood Sacrifices?"

What's more, Tianyuan City is a city of casual cultivators, and there is not even a Mahayana!

——The news about Fang Xing is too slap in the face, and now it is still a top secret. Only a few senior executives of the human race know that he is in the seclusion of Tianyuan City.

Of course Tiange wouldn't know.

He immediately flew away and turned to Tianyuan City.

...

Whoosh!

The magic light escaped extremely fast, but just halfway through the distance, Tian Ge suddenly stopped, his expression was a little strange: "Here I come out... I'm still in my direction, haha, is it that the human monk who thought he could kill people and seize treasures?"

"go!"

However, he was not stupid after all. He immediately bit off a finger, chewed it a few times, and then spit it out again.

The flesh and blood quickly grew into a big-eyed monster with wings, flying towards the direction of the star.

Using this spell, he can see and feel everything that the demon eyes see!

Just check if it is a trap!

Direction of Tianyuan City.

Fang Xing flew slowly and focused on controlling his speed, fearing that the speed would be too fast, so he scared the other party away.

Time passed, but his eyes moved and he saw a winged eyeball monster.

"Oh, it's pretty smart..."

In Taixu, the rotten iron sword suddenly appeared, and the eyes were pierced with just one sword!

"not good!"

At the same time, Tian Ge's expression changed drastically: "That person... seems to be the ascendant monk who rumored to be the closure of Jiuxiang Palace!"

His face turned ruthless, and a dark "big shift talisman" appeared in his hand. He bit his tongue and spurted his essence and blood, and he would launch it wildly at any cost.

But the next moment, the distance between the two sides and even the positioning of the square star had already teleported to the front of Tiange.

"What?"

Tian Ge's eyes were wide open, as if he could not imagine that the enemy who had been so far apart had reached the front of him in an instant!

Fang Xing chuckled: "Play in front of me?"

There is a certain gap between teleportation and teleportation, and his current teleportation has a limit.

Therefore, the distance between the two sides will be gradually shortened and then suddenly attacked when you are sure.

Otherwise, this Tiange might have really taken advantage of the gap between his teleportation and activated the Great Movement Talisman to escape.

But now Fang Xing reached out and grabbed it.

His fingers suddenly became illusory, as if they had penetrated the Taixu layer and the Illusion layer... directly pointing to the spatial coordinates originally set by the Great Movement Talisman.

A force of space emerged, destroying that coordinate.

Hurry!

The Great Movement Talisman wrapped in essence and blood spontaneously ignited without wind, and then nothing happened...

Tian Geling was in place, almost thinking that the Demon Ancestor wanted to kill him on purpose, and the life-saving things he gave were all fakes!

But he had no time to be sad and angry because a sword light had already fallen in front of him.

Everything has only one word - fast!

It was no longer like a flash of lightning, but directly hit the tip of the sword on his forehead!

If it weren't for the Taixu Flying Sword Technique that it would be difficult to break through the body of the demon clan, Fang Xing would definitely not mind using the "internal flying sword explosion technique"!

"ah!"

Tian Ge's eyes were blood red, and black scales appeared on his forehead.

At the same time, a large number of black scales appeared on his body, forming a demon armor with a ferocious shape and abundant demonic energy!

laugh!

The sword energy that was condensed to the extreme burst out, and it struggled to break through the demon armor, then crossed the bridge of Tiange's nose, lips, and left a blood line on his chest...

It gives people the feeling that if you go deeper a few inches, you can break his stomach.

But in the end, it was a little bit worse.

Tiange retreated dozens of miles before Fang Xing's voice came to his ears: "You are not bad... your body is even quasi-Mahayana... Otherwise, you should have died with just one sword."

Fang Xing had to admit one thing: his combat power surged, even exceeding his current realm.

This is of course because of the existence of the deity.

It is precisely because of this that the Rotten Iron Sword, Purple Blue Divine Flame and other methods seem to be a bit insufficient.

In fact, these two methods are now a killer among the monks in the fusion stage.

"If you, the demon clan, do not die, you will definitely be promoted to Mahayana in the future."

Fang Xing praised the guy who could survive with his own sword.

"You are just a perfect monk in fusion."

Tian Ge roared angrily, and sealed his hands, and black lights appeared one after another, turning into twelve black coffins.

Bang bang bang bang!

The dark coffin exploded one after another, and twelve corpses appeared, all of which were very fierce demon corpses.

At the same time, he even raided the Demon Spirit Cauldron, causing the cauldron to overturn, and a sea of ​​blood enveloped the radius of thousands of miles.

In this sea of ​​blood, the demon corpses seemed to shine together, forming a magical formation.

"The demon turns into blood and kills him with one sword."

Tiange kept muttering words, stretched out his hands, and grabbed a dark red magic knife from the Demon Spirit Cauldron.

Countless ancient seal scripts emerged, surrounding him and the Magic Knife, with an amazing momentum, and even reached the Mahayana level!
To be continued...